Chapter 525: Chapter 523 Jing Yichuan
“Roar~~~”
The Demon Bear’s hind body was tightly entangled by the Crimson Python, wailing incessantly, while the python, coiling around its adversary, had its vital seven-inch area grasped and brutally hamred by the Demon Bear, forcing it to open its blood-filled mouth, continuously spewing fierce flas towards the Demon Bear’s back.
“…”
Ning Daoran stood atop a tree branch, blending into the surroundings, silently watching the scene unfold.
Before his arrival, these two Demon Beasts had clearly been fighting for a long ti. At this mont, their demonic power was significantly weakened, especially that of the Demon Bear, whose back had been scorched fiery red, and its lower half constricted so tightly by the Crimson Python that its leg bones cracked painfully, a truly dismal sight.
However, the Demon Bear possessed a profound strength, its claws ceaselessly swinging, devastating the python’s vital area into a pulpy ss, making it seem like the fight between the two would be decided within monts.
“Roar…”
The Demon Bear roared furiously, spewing a spray of essence blood from its mouth, instantly surging in power. Its already thick forearms swelled further, and with a fierce punch, the bones at the python’s seven-inch area instantly cracked open, emitting a pitiful shriek.
Unexpectedly, in the end, it was the Demon Bear that survived.
“Humph!”
The Demon Bear, carrying the limp body of the Crimson Python, spoke in human tongue, “You are still too green to be my enemy.”
At that mont, a streak of azure sword light quietly erged in the woods.
“Puff!”
The Demon Bear’s body shook, a small, inconspicuous bloody hole piercing through its chest, swiftly leading to its breath being cut off.
This streak of Sword Qi was naturally Ning Daoran’s doing, seizing the mont to end the scene.
“Brilliant!”
He smiled slightly, stepping out of the woods to retrieve the beast Origin Stone larger than a bowl’s mouth, a highly valuable treasure rarely seen in the Star Fallen Mountain Range, most likely the reason behind the two mid-stage Golden Core Demon Beasts fighting to their deaths.
These Demon Beasts, each dominating a region within the Star Fallen Mountain Range, would usually coexist peacefully as long as they do not trespass into each other’s territories. Cultivating for hundreds to thousands of years, none wished to fight to the death unless for such a precious treasure.
“Hmm?”
Just then, Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes toward the distance, sensing a swiftly approaching aura at mid-stage Golden Core, clearly heading towards this battlefield.
“Humph…”
Ning Daoran slightly smiled, already aware of another presence in the woods long ago, yet unexpectedly, that presence now sought him out.
“Boom~~~”
In the sky, a wave of air burst open.
A young Cultivator, wearing a grey-white robe and holding a treasure sword, stood in the wind.
He narrowed his eyes, glanced at the bodies of the two Demon Beasts, then at Ning Daoran, imdiately understanding the situation. Ning Daoran, currently showing early-stage Golden Core strength, was unlikely to have killed two mid-stage Golden Core Demon Beasts and must have taken advantage of their mutual destruction to seize the spoils.
Among Cultivators, such examples were plentiful.
“Hmm?”
The young Cultivator’s gaze fell on the beast Origin Stone not far from the Demon Beasts, his eyes lighting up with greed, and when he looked back at Ning Daoran again, a hint of killing intent erged.
“Fellow Daoist.”
The newcor spoke calmly, “I am Jing Yichuan, an Inner Sect Disciple of Qiyun Tower. This area has been my patrolling domain, and I have been watching these two Demon Beasts for years. Now that a treasure has appeared and the two Demon Beasts have fallen into my plan of mutual destruction, I hope Fellow Daoist will leave quickly, as this opportunity has nothing to do with you.”
“Oh?”
Ning Daoran furrowed his brows, “Such big talk, Fellow Daoist. These two Demon Beasts are Demon Kings each dominating a part of Star Fallen Mountain Range; how co they seem like they were raised by you in your own narrative? Besides, the Origin Stone has always been first co, first served. I was clearly here first, and yet you impose as if you own this place. Does everyone in Qiyun Tower disregard reason like this?”
“Just who are you?”
Jing Yichuan frowned, “rely early-stage Golden Core and you speak so boldly!”
“I am Independent Practitioner Ning, residing in Dongming City as a Loose Cultivator.”
“Since you are a re Loose Cultivator, you ought to know your place!”
Jing Yichuan responded severely, “This half of the Star Fallen Mountain Range is known to be an opportunity for my Qiyun Tower. Since you are a Loose Cultivator, you should quickly leave without further discussion. While I presently have no desire to kill you, leave imdiately, or bear the consequences yourself!”
“No, I won’t leave.”
Ning Daoran raised his hand, summoning Mana and swiftly sweeping the beast Origin Stone into his Storage Bag.
“Seeking death!”
Jing Yichuan shouted angrily, “Not just the Origin Stone, you won’t get the bodies of the Demon Beasts either!”
Saying so, Jing Yichuan dashed forward, his sword emitting a myriad of falling sword rain, and simultaneously slapping his Storage Bag ushered a shrieking falcon, a Third-tier Early-stage Spiritual Bird, enveloped in flas, attacking from the side.
Ning Daoran understood, no wonder this person dared to challenge him. With a Third-tier Early-stage Spiritual Bird equivalent to a mid-stage Golden Core, and in coordination with the bird, even capable of contending with a Golden Core Late Stage, it was not surprising he disregarded an early-stage Golden Core Independent Practitioner.
It is well-known, the Loose Cultivators of this Immortal Cultivation World typically scavenge for opportunities like stray dogs. Although each is inherently cruel and stops at nothing, their real fight technique strength compared to sa-tier Sect Cultivators is not just slightly inferior, be it in cultivation techniques or treasures.
Jing Yichuan’s disdain for the early-stage Golden Core Loose Practitioner in front of him was understandable.
Unfortunately, he t Ning Daoran.
“Bold!”
With a sweep of his long sleeves, Ning Daoran slamd down with a palm, instantly pushing a vast surge of Nascent Soul Power, shattering Jing Yichuan’s sword rain with a boom, followed by lifting his left hand and pointing, a streak of blood-red Dragon Demon Sword Intent tore through the air, “snap” it instantaneously bisected in midair the Third-tier Early-stage Spiritual Bird that was pouncing!
Blood rained down, a particularly grueso sight.
“You…”
Jing Yichuan stood frozen in shock: “You are actually a Nascent Soul…”
He staggered back several steps, his face pale: “Fore…forebear rcy, this junior dares no more…”
Saying this, he turned and fled.
“Shh!”
A flash of sword light swept past, still the Dragon Demon Sword Intent, instantly penetrating the Second Order Inner Armor worn by Jing Yichuan, shredding his heart vessels.
“Spurt…”
Jing Yichuan had just run a few steps when he felt a sweetness in his throat, spewing a large amount of fresh blood, his heart vessels shattered and life extinguished, his mind blank before death, unable to understand why he was so unfortunate to et a Nascent Soul Cultivator this ti, after countless tis of robbing in the Star Fallen Mountain Range without issue!
Who is this Nascent Soul Cultivator? Dongming City had never heard of such an existence.
“Thud!”
Jing Yichuan knelt to the ground, slowly falling down.
“Hmph!”
Ning Daoran’s gaze was indifferent, naturally showing no rcy when killing Robbery cultivators, having been a victim himself since the Qi Refinent Realm. For hundreds of years of cultivation, what he hated most were Robbery cultivators, killing them was clean and decisive!
He flicked out the Nine Yang Extre Flas, instantly turning Jing Yichuan’s bones to ashes, then with a wave of his hand he raised a gust of wind, scattering the ashes!
He then collected the corpses of the Crimson Python, Bear Demon, and Spiritual Bird into the Storage Bag, imdiately feeling a sense of accomplished rit.
“Ow ow~~”
Inside the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, Big Stupid Deer cried out loudly, praising Big Brother for his swift and efficient actions.
“Hehe!”
Ning Daoran felt a bit embarrassed, drifted up, and disappeared into the woods.
Continuing to seek opportunities, he had only been out for a few days and still had plenty of ti to find chances in the Star Fallen Mountain Range.
…
The mountain was tranquil, and days passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, two months had passed, and during this ti, Ning Daoran had slain more than a dozen Beast Origin Stones, though the largest was only the size of an egg, and overall the harvest was not small. Additionally, he had slain several Third-tier Demon Beasts, effectively exorcizing demons for the Human Clan’s Immortal Cultivation World.
That day, the deep forest in the afternoon was exceptionally peaceful.
The distant call of a cuckoo stirred so nostalgia in Ning Daoran for his childhood life in his previous life.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart, sensing the presence of a demon beast far away, he activated the Unmoving Ming King Divine Technique, Great Void Expansion Technique, and Great Absorption Skill, directly teleporting!
“Whoosh~~~”
The sound of wind was swallowed by the Great Absorption Skill, and Ning Daoran’s figure quickly rged into a segnt of dead wood.
From a distance, the front appeared to be a greyish valley with a golden glow inside, upon closer inspection, it was a Demon Scorpion bearing golden patterns!
“Crimson Training Demon Scorpion?”
Ning Daoran furrowed his brows, having seen such a demon in the Ten Thousand Beasts Atlas, a very rare demon beast.
And the Crimson Training Demon Scorpion in front of him was already at the Late Stage Great Perfection of Golden Core, its aura extrely profound. This demon, in several decades, would invite the Heavenly Tribulation, and once the tribulation was successfully crossed, it would beco a Nascent Soul Demon Beast, turning into a Great Evil capable of being paralleled with the past Fire Dragon True Monarch.
“Squeak squeak~~”
The Crimson Training Demon Scorpion waved a pair of scythe claws, frantically attacking a small, ripple-flashing Array in front.
“Hmm?”
Ning Daoran tensed, the small Array was actually a Third-tier top-grade Three Flowers Green Bird Formation, the refiner’s skill was extraordinary, the Array Flag and Array Plate were extrely miniaturized, and the Array that erged after activation was quite miniature, covering only a few yards.
Ning Daoran knew this skill too, but seldom refined it so lavishly, too wasteful of materials, only those rich youngsters with more Spirit Stones than they could spend would waste Array materials like this.
He narrowed his eyes, releasing his Nascent Soul Divine Sense.
In the Three Flowers Green Bird Array, there lay a woman, slanted across the rocks, dressed in a white skirt, with her shoulders and legs soaked in bright red, evidently injured, but the real fatal wound was on her wrist, turning the entire arm iron blue, even her face dark, clearly poisoned, and heavily so.
This woman, after being poisoned, had set up this Three Flowers Green Bird Formation for self-protection but had fainted, not expecting the Crimson Training Demon Scorpion that had stung her to follow up.
“Sigh…”
Ning Daoran floated over, as a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, naturally helped when seeing injustice, especially when the Crimson Training Demon Scorpion, loaded with Third-tier top-grade materials, literally delivered itself.
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